Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

On the other side, Caesar stood atop the academy's watchtower, the cold wind ruffling his blond hair, his eyes gleaming with the same unwavering confidence and fervor.

Caesar was completely different from Chu Zihang; he never questioned his destiny. He was born a king—powerful, decisive, and fearless. Caesar never believed he would fail because he firmly believed that only the strong could control everything, and he was undoubtedly the strongest.

"These guys think they can win?" Caesar scoffed, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. "Dragons, the Hermes family... they're all a joke."

In Caesar's view, while the dragons were powerful, they could ultimately not shake his resolve. As the most promising half-blood at Kassel College, he possessed innate confidence and pride. No matter who his opponent was, he would stand victorious on the final stage.

“However, this time it is indeed a bit tricky.” Caesar’s smile faded slightly, and his gaze gradually became serious.

Even he couldn't ignore the overwhelming power behind the dragons. This enemy was stronger than ever before. Although Caesar never outwardly showed any unease, he knew in his heart that the battle ahead would not be easy. As the heir to the family, Caesar had been struggling to find a balance in the battle—on one side was the academy, on the other was the family's mission; his choice was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.

"Ha, wavering isn't my style." Caesar chuckled, a resolute glint in his eyes. "In any case, victory belongs to me."

Despite the constant, invisible pressure from his family, Caesar refused to submit to any power. He was a born king, and this war would be his chance to prove his true strength and his superiority over all others.

Meanwhile, Tian sat alone in a corner of the academy's library, holding two exquisite pistols in his hands.

He remained calm and composed, seemingly impeccable on the surface. But deep down, he harbored many secrets. He wasn't as arrogant and confident as Caesar, nor as meticulous as Chu Zihang. He was more like an observer, standing on the edge of this war, calmly observing everything and silently planning his next move.

"The power of the dragon race..." Tian murmured to himself, his golden eyes flickering slightly, revealing a complex emotion.

Unlike Chu Zihang and Caesar, Tian's thinking is more meticulous and profound. He never cares about how others evaluate him; what he cares about is the meaning behind every action. The resurgence of the dragons and the conspiracy of the Hermes family—in Tian's eyes, all of this is a larger game. And he must find his place in this complex game.

“We haven’t touched the real core yet.” Tian’s gaze was calm and cold, as if he had seen through the enemy’s plan. “The Hermes family’s actions are just the beginning; the real threat lies deeper.”

His calmness and composure made him an indispensable strategist in the team, but the loneliness and vigilance hidden behind that calmness were something he never revealed to others. His past and his abilities led him to choose to stay away from people; even within the team, he remained a solitary figure.

“No matter how strong they are, I will not be defeated.” Tian’s twin pistols spun in his hands with deadly precision, “because I already know which way to go.”

Looking out the window at the night sky, Tian saw dark clouds still pressing down on the academy, as if an inevitable storm was brewing. In this war, Tian understood that his decisions would determine the final outcome. The Dragon Clan, the Hermes Family—this game was far from over.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Tian each stood on their own ground, contemplating the battle to come.

They each have their own convictions and missions, and possess completely different inner worlds, yet their paths intertwine in this war. The threat of the dragons is imminent, and these four will be the key forces determining the fate of humanity and the dragons.

The operational command center at Kassel College remained brightly lit, with a tense atmosphere permeating the air.

The professors looked grave, each nervously preparing plans for the next operation. The large screen displayed the latest intelligence data: the Hermes family was active, and the power of the dragons was secretly surging across various regions.

The dean stood in the center of the command room, his eyes deep and his expression calm as he looked at the data analysis on the screen.

“Time is running out,” he said in a deep, powerful voice. “The signs of the dragons’ resurgence are becoming increasingly clear, and we must act before they do.”

Several professors nodded in response and quickly operated the data analysis instruments in their hands.

“We have identified several key strongholds of the Hermes family,” a professor said, his tone urgent, “but we cannot confirm which stronghold is their main base.”

"We can't wait any longer, no matter what." The dean's voice was icy. "We must take the initiative and destroy their plans."

Meanwhile, Tian, ​​Chu Zihang, and Caesar were preparing for battle in different parts of the academy.

They all deeply understood the significance of this battle and were making final adjustments and preparations for the upcoming decisive battle. Lu Mingfei, however, remained in his dormitory, reaffirming his beliefs. He decided to stop running away; he had to face this final battle personally.

However, unbeknownst to them, the power of the dragons was quietly accumulating, and an even greater storm was brewing.

The slumbering power of the dragons has not truly dissipated; it has quietly revived deep within the dragon ruins, awaiting its next opportunity to emerge. Those unsealed powers are slowly awakening, attempting to break free from human seals and reclaim their former glory.

In the distant, ancient ruins of the dragon race, the remnants of the Hermes family are secretly gathering.

The black-robed priests stood silently around their leader, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism. Their leader stood in the center of the ruins, before a colossal dragon statue that emitted a faint purple light, as if the dragon's will was gradually awakening.

"The resurgence of the dragons is inevitable," the leader of the Hermes family said in a low voice, his gaze cold and resolute. "We are close to success. Anyone who stands in our way will pay the price."

He raised his rune staff and gently tapped the ground. The ancient runes instantly lit up, and purple light spread across the ground, as if the power of the dragons was being transmitted to every corner of the world through these runes.

The priests bowed their heads silently, devoutly obeying their leader's instructions.

"The moment of revival is approaching," the leader said with a cold laugh. "Our mission is already set, and our power is unstoppable." Purple light swirled around the ruins, as if the power of darkness was gradually gathering.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Kassel College, Lu Mingfei, Tian, ​​Chu Zihang, and Caesar were ready to face this final battle.

They understood that the dragons' revival plan was nearing its end, and any hesitation could allow the dragons to fully awaken, bringing devastating damage to the human world.

Lu Mingfei stood in the academy corridor, still nervous, but this time, he no longer ran away.

"Even if I'm a loser, I'll fight with all my might this time," he muttered to himself, clenching his fists. He understood that he carried not only his own fate on his shoulders, but the hope of the entire world.

Tianze stood in the center of the academy's training ground, calmly contemplating the upcoming battle.

He understood the complexity of this battle, but he was already prepared. His golden eyes flickered slightly, as if he had already seen through the conspiracy behind this war.

"This is the last chance," Tian said in a low voice, gripping his twin pistols tightly, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

Caesar, however, maintained his confidence and pride, a smile playing on his lips.

"No matter how many tricks they have up their sleeves, we will win this battle," he said confidently, shrugging slightly. "I never lose."

Chu Zihang remained even calmer, with only one thought in his mind—victory.

"No matter what, I will complete my mission," he said coldly, the knife in his hand trembling slightly, as if preparing for the upcoming battle.

The atmosphere throughout the academy grew increasingly tense; everyone knew that the moment of the decisive battle was approaching.

The fate of Kassel College, and even the fate of the entire world, hangs in the balance of this battle. Meanwhile, in the distant dragon ruins, the forces of darkness are slowly awakening, preparing to make a comeback.

"This is our last battle," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, his resolve hardening. "I will not back down again."

The four of them came together, their fates intertwined, and the road ahead allowed no room for retreat.